Billy: Then let's hear your answer. Do you now think it was the other twin,
Victoria, who made the attempt on McKinnon's life?

Ryan: It's not that simple.

Billy: That blonde has you coming and going, doesn't she?

Ryan: I don't allow my personal feelings to interfere with my job.

Billy: Right out of the book, but I know better.

Ryan: With all due respect captain, no, you don't.

Billy: Then tell me what's going on in your head. As your commanding officer, I
demand that you tell me everything you know about Victoria Hudson. And no
tap-dancing because I might interpret that as obstruction of justice.

Ryan: Nobody's doing that, captain.

Billy: Then give me what you got so I can decide whether or not to tell the D.A.
that we have arrested the wrong sister.

Ryan: You want it? You got it. Maybe you'll start to understand that this case
isn't so cut and dried.

Billy: I'm listening.

Ryan: I talked to the usher at the opera. Vicky was there the night Jake was
shot.

Billy: Yeah, Carlos told me that.

Ryan: He confirms the fact that Vicky attended the performance, but he also says
that she left her seat before the first act ended and didn't return.

Billy: Interesting.

Ryan: And you were right. The first act ended 20 minutes before Jake was shot.

Billy: Which gives her plenty of time to go to his place and plug him.

Ryan: Yeah, but on other hand, we don't have an eyewitness that can confirm the
fact that she left.

Billy: Hmm, nobody actually saw her go?

Ryan: Yeah, she claims that she stayed there the entire time, that when he came
to check on her seat she was in the powder room.

Billy: You believe her?

Ryan: There are just too many loose ends.

Billy: Hmm. I got a theory.

Ryan: Oh, yeah? What's that?

Billy: Let's say both the sisters wanted Jake out of the way.

Ryan: Yeah?

Billy: Maybe they worked out a plan using the fact that they both look exactly
alike. How does that sound?

Ryan: Pretty far-fetched.

Billy: Well, I've heard farther fetched. The point is, can we make a case?

Ryan: This whole case bothers me.

Billy: You've made that clear.

Ryan: First we narrow it down to Marley.

Billy: Or Vicky.

Ryan: And then I keep on coming up with stuff that points in other directions.

Billy: What stuff?

Ryan: Well, for instance, what was Jake doing with surveillance equipment?

Billy: Who cares? Look at the forensic evidence -- hair, blood on the coat --
plus the statement from Marley McKinnon about the attempted rape.

Ryan: Yeah, I know, captain.

Billy: Add to that the testimony of the -- the neighbor. What's his name?

Billy: But these things happen. They happen, so she probably hates you because
of what's happened.

Ryan: That's not how it is, captain.

Billy: These are the breaks, Ryan. Remember what side you're on.

Ryan: Captain --

Billy: Look, the case is going to grand jury. It belongs to the D.A. now. So
unless you have specific proof that we've arrested the wrong sister, you have
nothing else to investigate, nothing to figure out.

Ryan: Not officially, maybe.

Billy: Look, it's over, Harrison, over. Now, you get on with your other cases.
Now.

Ryan: No, I don't think so, captain. I don't think I'm going to get on with my
other cases. Damn it. Damn it!

Stacey: Hey. You ok?

Paulina: Why wouldn't I be concerned about Jake?

Jamie: He was hardly a friend to you. How long did the affair last?

Paulina: I already told you.

Jamie: A week? A month?

Paulina: A few days.

Jamie: Were you in love with him?

Paulina: Jamie, I don't know what I felt for him and I don't see why it matters.

Paulina: Look, it was a physical thing only. He loved Marley.

Jamie: And he told you he loved you, wasn't that it?

Paulina: Why am I getting the third degree?

Jamie: You know, I never really understood what it is that Jake has. He hurts
all these women and they just keep coming back for more. I mean, why don't you
just forget about this guy?

Paulina: How are you supposed to forget about somebody who's in the hospital,
who might die? So he hurt me. That means I'm not supposed to feel for him?

Amanda: What's going on?

Jamie: Amanda, are you ok? I heard you had a bad day.

Amanda: Why are you yelling at Paulina?

Paulina: It's ok, Amanda.

Amanda: It's not ok. Jamie has no right to attack you about Jake. She's not
having an easy time of it, ok? She cared about him and he hurt her. She's doing
the best that she can to get back on her feet.

Paulina: Amanda --

Jamie: Who is stopping her?

Amanda: You are. We are family here. We're supposed to care about each other,
remember?

Jamie: What was that all about?

Paulina: Guess she was just trying to help.

Jamie: Yeah, right. Actually, she had a point. Look, I am sorry I was such a
jerk.

Paulina: I'm sorry I was so defensive.

Jamie: Getting back to the original question, Paulina -- Jake is still in a
coma, but there have been some indications that he could pull out of it.

Paulina: What indications?

Jamie: His eyes opened up earlier. Now, it may just have been a reflex, but it's
given us some hope.

Paulina: Yeah, sure.

Jamie: I just wish that he would come off it soon and tell everyone who shot
him.

Morgan: They've just returned an indictment against Marley McKinnon for
attempted murder.

Olivia: She's always there, Sam. She either phones or comes over, or it's
something with Alli, or there's a song that reminds you of her. You know,
sometimes I wonder whether or not you would have gotten involved with me at all
if you hadn't been trying to prove a point to Amanda. And you know what the
killer is? When she's not around in real life, she's in my dreams --
interrupting us, laughing at me, and making you fall in love with her all over
again.

Would you say something?

Sam: You're right.

Olivia: I am?

Sam: Amanda will always be there, and I can't promise anything different. She's
Alli's mother. Her and I will always be a part of each others' life.

Olivia: It doesn't seem fair.

Sam: It -- it's not fair, no. I mean, maybe you should be with someone else who
has less baggage with you, someone like Matt.

Olivia: Is that what you want?

Sam: No. I want you, fair or not.

Olivia: I want to be with you no matter what the problems are. You're all I
want.

Sam: I'm sorry about what happened. I'm so sorry.

Olivia: It's ok. I can handle anything as long as I know that you really care
about me.

Sam: If I didn't care about you, would I have -- no, you don't want to hear
about it.

Olivia: Yes, I do.

Sam: Ok. I've arranged for us a place for us to go to get away from everything.

Olivia: You did?

Sam: Uh-huh. It's a place neither of us has been to, has no past memories, just
a chance for us to be together and make some memories for ourselves.

Olivia: Oh, Sam.

Sam: But if you're still angry, if it's not the right time, that's ok.

Olivia: I don't want to waste any more time being angry. This is the perfect
time.

Sam: Then let's go.

Olivia: Ok.

Felicia: Listen, I'm sorry about the mess here.

Gloria: What mess? This place is spotless.

Felicia: Yeah, I guess you're right, it is. Can I get you something, a drink
maybe?

Gloria: No, nothing for me, thanks.

Felicia: How about something to eat? I can call Tops. They can bring it right
down.

Gloria: Felicia, how long have we known each other?

Felicia: 100 years, maybe 150.

Gloria: If I want something, I will ask for it. Would you please relax?

Felicia: Ok. Ok.

Felicia: You read the book, didn't you?

Gloria: For the second time, I thought you'd want some feedback right away.

Felicia: I want good feedback. No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I really
didn't. I want you to tell me what you really felt about it. I -- I don't know
why I'm acting like this. I really don't. I'm so nervous.

Gloria: You're nervous because you have put so much of Felicia into the book. It
is far and away your most personal work.

Felicia: I know, and I'm so sorry. I just couldn't help myself.

Gloria: I meant that as a compliment.

Felicia: You did? Really?

Gloria: I think it's the best thing you've ever written.

Felicia: Oh, Gloria. Really?

Gloria: Yes. Now, do you want me to go on?

Felicia: Go on, please, go on.

Gloria: Ok. I think it's brilliant. It's sensitive, uplifting, insightful, and a
bit of a problem.

Felicia: A problem? Why?

Gloria: Well, because it's not your traditional romance novel.

Felicia: No, I know that.

Gloria: And I'm just not sure how to market it and promote it, which is why I am
going to take it to Barbara Denton.

Felicia: Who's that?

Gloria: She is the best literary agent in the business.

Felicia: No, no, no, you're the best. You're my agent.

Gloria: No, no, no, she will make sure that Cory handles this exactly the way it
ought be handled.

Stacey: Come on, the woman has never gotten so much as a -- as a parking
violation. You don't think anybody else could possibly have shot Jake?

Ryan: It's in the hands of the D.A. now.

Stacey: Oh, right, so the detective tells you to lay off and that's what you're
going to do?

Ryan: Why are you saying this?

Stacey: Because if it was me and I had as many doubts about Marley as you
apparently have, then I'd sure as hell find out if I was right, captain or no
captain. But then again, you're not me.

Lucas: Hiding something from you?

Felicia: Yeah.

Lucas: What?

Felicia: I don't know exactly. It's just something I saw in her eyes.

Lucas: Well, what you told me about Gloria is that she's a woman who keeps
things to herself, that's all.

Felicia: Yeah, I know, but this time it was -- it was just different.

Lucas: Oh, come on, you're just imagining things maybe.

Felicia: You know, I've -- I've known Gloria from the first days that I -- I
came to New York.

Lucas: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: I couldn't get one agent to see me, and then this wonderful person sent
me over to have a meeting with her and she was the only person who was ever
really nice to me. She read my stuff and she made suggestions -- good ones. And
she eventually -- she got me published.

Lucas: Really? Did she bring you together with Cory Publishing?

Felicia: Yeah. Oh, yeah. She negotiated the whole thing.

Lucas: Wow.

Felicia: In fact, she even moved here so she could make sure everything went
well. And she's my agent, but she also held my hand through every step of it.

Lucas: Well, I'm not surprised. I mean, you've got to be her biggest commission.

Felicia: I know. She is my friend, except --

Lucas: What?

Felicia: I mean, all we talk about is me. We talk about my books, my life. In
all the years I've known her, you know, I don't know anything about her.

Frankie: There's nothing you can do about it tonight, so why don't you just sit
down and --

Cass: Yes, there is something that I can do about it.

Frankie: Where are you going?

Cass: I'll be right back.

Frankie: Cass!

Morgan: For a first-class restaurant, they certainly have third-class lighting
in the powder room. I cannot possibly look this ghoulish.

Cass: You can't just drop a bombshell like that and then walk away.

Woman: My good man --

Cass: We're going to get this straight.

Woman: Do you know where you are?

Cass: I'm not going to have my client suffer just because you're out to make a
name for yourself.

Woman: Now -- this is outrageous!

Cass: Yes, this is outrageous!

Woman: I shall call the owner.

Cass: Don't bother. She happens to be my best friend. Dear lady, what do you
need a mirror for? You are beautiful, absolutely ravishing. Don't keep your date
waiting another second. The poor fellow must be absolutely despondent. You take
my breath away, and I mean that.

Morgan: That was very, very smooth, Cass.

Cass: You've turned this into a media circus and now you're pushing it like a
steamroller.

Morgan: I'm doing my job.

Cass: You've gone after Marley with a vengeance and for no good reason except --

Morgan: Hey, hey, for a very good reason. She happens to be guilty.

Cass: She's guilty of being my client. Would you mind? We're trying to have a
private conversation here. Use the men's room, go on. That's it, isn't it?

Morgan: Come again?

Cass: I'm the one you want to nail.

Morgan: You want to make some sense here, please?

Cass: Yeah, sure, I'll make sense. Felicia's trial. Remember it? We went up
against each other and you've been dying to get back at me ever since.

[Doorbell rings]

Amanda: I'll get it.

Hilda: I've got it, Amanda.

Ryan: I'm officer Harrison.

Hilda: Yes?

Amanda: What can we do for you?

Ryan: Is Paulina in?

Amanda: Yes, she is.

Hilda: Shall I go and get her for you?

Amanda: Please, Hilda. Thank you. Come on in.

What is it that you want with Paulina?

Ryan: I need to ask her a few questions about Jake McKinnon.

Amanda: Oh.

Paulina: What do you want, officer Harrison?

Amanda: I'm just going to excuse myself. I'll be in the study.

Ryan: You don't look too happy to see me, Paulina.

Paulina: I'm just surprised, that's all. Hasn't an arrest been made?

Ryan: Yeah.

Paulina: Well, doesn't that mean the investigation is over?

Ryan: I wish it were.

Paulina: Well, has there been any change? I heard that Jake might be coming out
of his coma.

Ryan: Well, this has nothing to do with that.

Paulina: Oh.

Ryan: I just need to tie up some loose ends.

Paulina: What loose ends?

Ryan: Paulina, did you know of any creditors who wanted to harm Jake?

Paulina: I think I already told you I -- I don't. I mean, I remember he had some
credit problems, but I don't remember specifics.

Ryan: Think again.

Paulina: I didn't do any work on Jake's books. I'm sorry I can't help you. Now
if you don't have any more questions, I have some work to do.

Ryan: I'm not finished. You know anything about Jake taking a trip?

Paulina: A trip? No, no, I don't.

Ryan: Oh. One last question. Do you know anything about Jake's use of
surveillance equipment?

Paulina: I already answered that question.

Ryan: Oh, you did? That's right. Here it is. You said that you didn't know
anything about Jake's surveillance equipment.

Paulina: That's right. Though I have to tell you, the thought of working for
someone who may have -- Jamie.

Jamie: Excuse me for interrupting. I didn't know you were here, Ryan.

Ryan: It's ok. I don't have any more questions.

Paulina: Good.

Ryan: For now. Oh -- I just got word from the station house. Grand jury handed
down an indictment.

Jamie: They did?

Ryan: Attempted murder. Sorry.

Paulina: Well, I think I'm going to go lie down.

Jamie: Not yet.

Paulina: What?

Jamie: You may not have told the truth to Ryan, but you are going to tell it to
me, Paulina.

Maitre d': Mrs. Wellington is an excellent customer and she seemed extremely
upset.

Frankie: Yes, I'm sure she is, but you know how Cass is when he gets up a head
of steam.

Maitre d': Yes, I know he and Ms. Gallant are friends, but that --

Frankie: Best friends, actually, though the adventures those two have been
through together are incredible, much more embarrassing than this little powder
room incident.

Stacey: What is going on? Two women got on the elevator and they said some nut
had taken over the ladies' room?

Frankie: It's no nut. That's your brother.

Morgan: So I have, what, a vendetta against you?

Cass: You don't like losing, Morgan, but you hate losing to me.

Morgan: Yeah, but I didn't lose. Felicia Gallant was found guilty, remember?

Cass: Temporarily.

Morgan: Right, until your fiancée confessed. Darling, I'd say you were the one
who was embarrassed.

Cass: Oh, come on, Morg. You went after the nicest lady in town with both gloves
off and you ended up with egg all over your face.

Morgan: You are such an arrogant fool.

Cass: See, that's exactly what I'm talking about. This has nothing to do with
Marley. It's all about me.

Morgan: What an ego, Cass. Unbelievable.

Cass: And it's going to happen again, Morgan. Marley is a sweet, loving young
woman. Yes, I still believe there are women like that in the world, in spite of
knowing you. And I know for a fact there's no way she shot Jake under any
circumstances.

Morgan: Save your opening statement for the jury.

Cass: Look, it's ok if you hate me, but don't punish my client by pushing for an
earlier court date just to get back at me.

Morgan: You're boring me, Winthrop, so I'll say good night.

Cass: The question is, how many mistakes is the D.A.'s office allowed to get
away with, huh?

Morgan: Get out of my way.

Cass: How are the people going to react when you blow another one?

Morgan: Move!

Cass: If I were you, I'd make damn sure I had an airtight case.

Morgan: Well, you're not me, thank goodness.

Cass: You have a case that has so many holes in it you could drive convoys
through them.

Morgan: The grand jury disagrees, obviously.

Cass: That's because Marley couldn't testify. Wait until she gets that sweet
face of hers up there on the stand --

Morgan: If you don't leave me alone and get out of here --

Waiter: And to the happy couple.

Lucas: We always did dance well together.

Felicia: Especially since I was the second choice.

Lucas: Second?

Felicia: Yeah. Don't you remember the little blonde with the miniskirt and the
go-go boots?

Lucas: Ooh. Cora Lee Wilson.

Felicia: Oh, I thought you didn't remember.

Lucas: I had forgotten, I had forgotten.

Felicia: Yeah, sure you did. Well, I had the great pleasure of watching her drag
you out on the gym floor for the spotlight dance.

Lucas: Mm-hmm, but I always waited for you for the last dance, the slow dance.

Felicia: Well, I did wait for you to ask me.

Lucas: Not all the time.

Felicia: What are you talking about? I did, too.

Lucas: Do you remember Paulie Morello?

Felicia: Paulie? Oh, that's funny. What do you think happened to him?

Lucas: He's in jail.

Felicia: Get out of here.

Lucas: Yeah, armed robbery, assault with a deadly weapon, uh-huh.

Felicia: Oh, my --

Lucas: He's probably running into a few of the old Gold Street gang.

Felicia: We are lucky that we got out of there, aren't we?

Lucas: Yeah. Not everybody gets another chance like we did.

Felicia: Yeah.

Lucas: What's the matter?

Felicia: Nothing.

Lucas: Don't do this.

Felicia: What?

Lucas: Back off. What are you worried about? Tell me what you're feeling. You
thinking about Mitch?

Felicia: I -- I just still --

Lucas: Look, I know, I know. We didn't expect you to get over it right away.

Felicia: No, it's -- I'm not really worrying about getting over Mitch. It's, I
guess, the loss of what we had. I really thought that we'd be together forever.

Lucas: Yeah, I understand.

Felicia: Do you know, I didn't. Not until I finished the book.

Lucas: When do I get to read it?

Felicia: Hmm. No, not until Gloria says it goes to print, and that's going to be
a while. Now, she's my champion and she's one of the few people who will
understand its ending.

Lucas: Did she say anything about it?

Felicia: She said she liked it, but I'm not sure everybody will. It's -- well,
it's sort of bittersweet. And, you know, romance readers, they like it when the
lovers walk hand in hand into the sunset.

[Music stops]

Felicia: Luke.

Lucas: What?

Felicia: The music stopped.

Lucas: Oh, yeah.

Felicia: Yeah. You know, Cass and Frankie have invited me to spend the day for
thanksgiving.

Lucas: Oh, that should be fun.

Felicia: Yeah, shouldn't it? Mm-hmm.

[Music plays]

Lucas: Well, come on, if you're worried about me, don't.

Felicia: I'm not worried about you at all.

Lucas: I have work to do. I'm fine.

Lucas: I'm just thinking if you were not doing anything else that you would like
to go with me.

Lucas: I don't have any plans.

Felicia: Good. Want to know something funny?

Lucas: What?

Felicia: I can't even think about going somewhere without you.

Paulina: What are you saying?

Jamie: You seemed a little defensive with Ryan. Maybe you have something to
hide?

Paulina: I don't like the police. They make me nervous.

Jamie: Why is that?

Paulina: Because I don't like the way they look at me. And I don't like the way
you're looking at me.

Jamie: Am I making you nervous, too, Paulina?

Paulina: Jamie, why are you suddenly turning on me?

Jamie: Because you've lied to me before. You lied to me to get the job as
Steven's nanny. You lied about the extent of your relationship with Jake. And
now it's obvious you're bothered about Ryan's questions about Jake, and you
won't tell the truth about that either.

Paulina: You know, I knew this would happen.

Jamie: Oh, now you're going to turn the tables and be upset with me.

Paulina: You say that you are accepting me into this family --

Jamie: Here we go.

Paulina: But the minute there is problems -- the minute there's problems -- you
point the finger at me.

Jamie: This is called avoiding the issue.

Paulina: I am the outsider here and you're not going to let me forget it.

Jamie: Don't you even see what's at stake?

Paulina: Of course I do. I can't help you, Jamie. I can't help it if you're hung
up on Marley.

Jamie: I'm hung up on the truth and people aren't telling me it.

Paulina: I can't tell you something I don't know. Now back off!

Jamie: With Marley facing prison, understand one thing, Paulina -- I will not
back off.

Amanda: Jamie, stop it.

Jamie: Amanda, stay out of this.

Amanda: There's been plenty of arguing in this house. There's a little too much
chaos. Now, why don't we just stop it, ok?

Paulina: We're finished, Amanda.

Amanda: Good.

Paulina: I'm sorry if we upset you.

Jamie: Yeah, so am I.

Amanda: Look, Jamie is upset, ok? When Sam was here earlier, did he say anything
about his plans for the rest of the day?

Paulina: No, no, he didn't say anything to me.

Amanda: I have to reschedule this appointment with Alli's teacher and I can't
reach him at the loft.

Paulina: I'm sorry. I don't know where he is.

Amanda: Well, that's ok. I was just wondering. I figure with the way Olivia left
here, the two of them must be having some problems.

Sam: You are so beautiful.

Olivia: When you look at me that way, I feel beautiful. I've waited for this for
so long. I'm -- I'm sorry I got so upset today. I was just afraid that you would
never come back, and when you didn't come back I began to think that you and I
were just a dream and --

Sam: Shh.

Olivia: But now I know it's real and I know I -- I know I'm talking too much.

Sam: No, no.

Olivia: But I am going to shut up after -- after I've told you that I care for
you more than I could ever say, and I trust you more than I've ever trusted
anyone in my whole life.

Sam: You know --

Olivia: What?

Sam: It may seem strange, but I'm almost glad we've had all these problems.

Olivia: Why?

Sam: Because it's going to make tonight so great.

Olivia: You're right. I wouldn't trade tonight for all the tomorrows in the
world.

Frankie: Thanks for coming, Stace.

Stacey: I wouldn't dream of missing your -- what is it -- almost fourth-month
wedding anniversary celebration?

Frankie: That's right.

Stacey: Hmm, I guess Morgan was enjoying the festivities.

Cass: Yeah, right. Remind me not to invite her to our almost eight-month
anniversary.

Stacey: [Laughs] Well, as much as you'd love me to stay, I got to run. I have
hours of work before I go to sleep.

Cass: All work and no play, Stace.

Stacey: Pays Stacey's bills. Good night. Have fun.

Cass: I'll talk to you in the morning.

Stacey: Yeah.

Cass: Listen, thank you for helping me with this case.

Stacey: You need all the help you can get. See you later.

Cass: What a way with words.

Frankie: Well, you've certainly caused quite a sensation.

Cass: I'm just sorry I wrecked our party here.

Frankie: Oh, are you kidding? Just seeing Morgan's face when that cake came down
-- whew -- worth the price of admission.

Cass: I should've held off. I shouldn't have ruined your surprise.

Frankie: What's ruined? We had our cake and our wine and --

Cass: This is delicious, isn't it?

Frankie: Mm-hmm.

Cass: And you look delicious.

Frankie: I am very proud of you.

Cass: For what?

Frankie: When you see something is wrong, you try to make it right no matter
what. And if more people would do that --